Final Prayer to god (Behold The Truth)
Lord I can't wait to die.
But if ever I do I won't be at peace, it's the evil inside of me like Lucifer's afraid to take my soul six hundred and sixty six feet.
Resurrected with a pair of horns as my cold heart beat as my blood runs below zero cold as my veins refuse to leak.
Razor blades to my wrists, overdosed on sleeping pills and a bottle of Gin as my body goes numb I'm dead, or so I wished I'm awake again it's morning, and I'm like here we go again with this same old shit.
This life is sick and twisted, God you must need a therapist or a shrink to have us suffer like this
sitting in hell with Lucifer you bitch Sucking his dick while Legion fucks the hell in and out of you, again and again
then have the guts to punish us for sin.
Hi daddy remember we were made in your image you prick, dumb fuck, addict, fuckin faggit, kneeling each night to pray, lord please help me, tomorrow I'm still as broke as today, still can't find the cure for AIDS, Cancer leaking out the brains, and we're all suffering from something just to die another day
So I say fuck you, fuck heaven and fuck your angels too,
go to hell, o shit ur already there taking a dick or two
So dear lord die slow for my amusement to
beg for our prayers like you need us to worship you
hope that we care as much as u do, cause you never gave three shits about us, neither will the world give a fuck about you.
so I guess we're all screwed
pretty soon no one will believe in you
most of us already don't, we just pretend to...
Written by Michael_Goodridge
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